"...And now the Juniper-tree
began to move, and the branches waved backwards and forwards,
first away from one another, and then together again, as it might be
someone clapping their hands for Joy. After this a mist came round the
Tree, and in the mist of it there was a Burning As of Fire, and out of
the Fire there flew a Beautiful Bird, that rose high into the air,
Singing Magnificently, and when it could no more be seen, the
Juniper-tree stood there as before..."